Chapter 101

Lucifer did not succeed in the end.

When he untied his clothes, his chest was full of wounds, and even blood oozed out with his rude movements.

When he lowered his head to kiss Lin Lang, a finger pressed against his open lip. "Lucifer, are you going to die?"

Do you dare to do bad things when you are so hurt? Are you afraid that you will die not fast enough?

"It doesn't matter. You are my antidote." Lucifer avoided her fingers, buried his face in his tender neck, and his temperature soared, apparently to the limit of his patience.

Lin Lang rolled his eyes and resolutely pushed him away. "I don't want to hear from others tomorrow that the invincible Satan will have a tragic end in his early death because of his overnight love affair."

The chest, which was close to her, trembled and gave out a few deep and pleasant laughter.

For a while, he raised his face and touched the tip of her nose. The distance was dangerous. "Why, are you afraid of widowhood?" His final note is slightly raised, lingering around the tip of his tongue, which is very attractive.

Although confused by the beauty, Lin Lang was still clear headed. She motioned Lucifer to get up. Instead, she sat up and slowly pulled up the gauze skirt that had faded to her waist.

Lucifer lay in her sleeping position, still warm, with his hands on his head, squinting at her white back, until she was dressed, her slender wrists turned back, and she gently pulled out the black hair in her collar.

Some of them hit his cheek. They didn't hurt. The fragrance was very light. It was like a newly picked camellia. It was white and snowy. It was more elegant and fresh than the moonlight.

Lin Lang carries ointment and gauze with her. It's usually that some kids like to play around. When she is hurt, she runs to her side crying for hugs. Lin Lang had to deal with their wounds together.

She looked closely at the whiplash left on the youth. There were several deep lacerations, and the white bones were faintly visible in the skin.

Obviously, she was badly hurt, but she still kept her face and beat the devil. She walked into the palace with her in her arms, just like nobody else.

Lin Lang reached out and pressed the wound.

He hissed and took a breath.

"Now I feel pain. Why was the devil so brave when he showed his authority before?" Lin Lang gave him a sidelong glance.

"It's not to show off in front of the queen." Lucifer watched her apply the medicine, and the earnest look of his drooping brows and eyes was itching. He pinched his chin again, and he gave a deep kiss to the red lips.

Lin Lang held things in his hands, but he couldn't get rid of it, so he had to toss it for a long time. His lips were numb and numb, and he didn't feel tired of it.

Lucifer seemed to want to make up for the intimacy that had not been achieved in ten thousand years overnight.

The dark eyes of the hungry wolf on the other side gave Lin Lang an extremely horrible feeling. Fortunately, he just wanted to collect some interest. Although it was not very proper to hold her in his arms when he was sleeping, he never started.

Of course, if Satan really dares to do it, she doesn't mind giving him a new experience of kicking out of bed.

Lucifer became the new master of hell, and Lin Lang was his well hidden mistress. In addition to some important confidants, few people could see the real face of this lady.

Lucifer's act of falling into the sky shakes the three realms. The name of Satan has been spread far and wide. Some people despise and revile others, and some enthusiastically follow him.

But Lin Lang's name is rarely mentioned.

In order to protect her from the invasion of rumors, God and Lucifer concealed her identity. Thus, the name of Elizabeth became the forbidden area of heaven.

Some people also speculated that she was a girl on earth. Once she went to church to pray. Because she looked like an immortal, she was caught by a passing Satan. Without saying a word, she went back to hell and became his bride. She never came out again.

Lin Lang listened to these rumors as if they were having fun.

At the moment, Satan, who is said to be ferocious and robs people's women, is skillfully stirring the soup, and his slender fingers seem to dance.

Another one horned demon, who he accepted as his younger brother, squatted in front of the stove, opened his mouth, and burned the fire.

Hell environment is bad, many plants and fruit trees are not alive, grow some thorns. Lin Lang is also a pampered master, eating the most delicate meal and the sweetest syrup in heaven. Lucifer didn't want to let Lin Lang be wronged, so he quickly developed a good cooking skill in his spare time, which showed his extraordinary talent.

Recently, the great demon king is still in high spirits and has been struggling to grow flowers.

The pot is delicious small mushroom chicken soup, stewed just right, the devil is intoxicated to smell, closer and closer, the firewood in the stove crackled and exploded, and accidentally burned the green hair.

The devil's younger brother screamed and ran out.

Lin Lang leans by the door and laughs happily.

Lucifer scooped out a spoonful of chicken soup. The golden oil noodles were pulled aside by him, cooled, and handed to her mouth. "Come on, have a taste."

A good drink.

"Is it good to drink?"

"Of course, I don't think about the man who made it. It's really incomparable in general."When Lin Lang talks about love, he is just lying to the dead.

"Just your mouth is sweet." Lucifer's handsome face burst into a smile and pointed her nose with her fingertips. It was all spoiled. Lin Lang saw that he put out the fire and put the soup evenly into the jade bowl.

The skillful manner, the proper family cook.

If he was seen by his followers, he might be frightened.

Lin Lang thinks that she still has the potential to teach men.

Lucifer ruffled her broken hair in her ear and watched the man sink into the soup.

Although the chicken soup is more delicious than usual, it must be on the dining table recently, which makes it a little boring.

Lin Lang asked if he could change his taste in the future.

"When you are well, I'll give you another one."

She was expressionless. "Then there's no need to bother."

Lucifer couldn't help laughing. He picked her up and sat on his knee. He coaxed her, "well, don't be so hard faced. I'll make a joke with you. Can I really eat you? There's a lot of mackerel gauze over there at Sophia wharf. It's light and beautiful. Can I take you to have a look

Since he came to hell, Lucifer has become king on his own. There are a lot of things that need to be arranged and confirmed in person. Although he tried to squeeze out time to accompany Lin Lang, he still felt that he owed her a lot and always wanted to be better and more gentle to her.

To this day, his reputation for fear of internal affairs has been called out loud.

Lucifer didn't care, and continued to be bored with Lin Lang.

He can't do without him to spoil this man.

In the evening, Sophia wharf will be bustling. The goods from ocean will be unloaded, and the merchants will trade here.

As the largest cargo terminal in the region, the trade here is flourishing, including jewelry, spices, silk and silverware. On the red brick street, the rich businessman swayed past with the girl in his arms.

The sailors got together in twos and threes, squatting on the ground playing with wine bottles, laughing and laughing, with their arms red from the sun.

The sound of children frolicking on the beach in the distance.

Under the dark blue night, hanging a trace of sunset, a group of seagulls seemed to chase away.

Until, that ray of light is swallowed by the darkness.

Lin Lang was looking on her side. Suddenly, something cool came across her cheek. She raised her eyes and looked at it. The other side held up a small Ruby bronze mirror to her.

Peacock blue fox mask, just cover the upper half of her face, black pupil red lips, looks strange and beautiful.

"It's beautiful. It suits you." Lucifer crooked his lips.

Lin Lang chuckled, but gave him a very funny chicken mask, the color is particularly bright. However, after watching the streets, only children of young age would wear such masks.

Lucifer:

Dare to insult the Great Satan.

It's itchy if you don't go to the house and uncover the tiles in a day, right?

He rushed over like a cheetah, just to teach a lesson, she was very cunning to change the topic, "I heard there will be a wonderful fight here, Lucifer, you go to buy tickets."

It's hard to be soft on people.

Lucifer covered his forehead and laughed.

In the east of Sophia wharf, there is a well-built Colosseum, which has lasted for hundreds of years. The alternative performance attracted a large number of viewers, and tickets were hard to get.

Lucifer asked Lin Lang to wait outside for a while. She could easily get two VIP tickets and walked inside with her.

"Lucifer, you smell like spice." Lin Lang said.

They were led through the dark corridor. White candles were lit on the walls, and the delicate utensils reflected the cold silver light.

"Is it? Maybe it's a group of ladies who came face-to-face just now His voice was careless, and the big palm on her waist rubbed slightly, much colder than usual.

"Kill it, Jack, kill it!"

"Big guy, tear him up!"

"Bite! Bite hard! Ha ha, that guy is dead! "

The oval Colosseum was filled with deafening shouts.

The spectators were so excited that their eyes were bloodshot, and from time to time they stood up and waved their fists.

And those timid women often scream and hide in the arms of their male partners.

Lin Lang was staring at the fierce purple beast trying to tear up the trainer's body, and suddenly turned black.

"What's the matter?" She raised her eyebrows in surprise.

The other side gently covered her eyes, the tone was icy cold, "don't look, a lot of blood."

"Don't worry, I can't be frightened by that." Lin Lang laughs and tears away his hand. He hears someone shouting the name of a warrior in his ear. The whole scene is boiling with cheers and applause.

In the noise, the man next to her held her down and asked for a kiss.

The lip was soft and non aggressive, but the tongue was so bad that she broke open her lips and teeth and invaded the forbidden area of the rose garden."Well Stop Wheezing But... "

Lin Lang tried to push him away, but in vain.

In the man's bone is flowing the plunder nature, once the prey resists, in return is more savage and rough gnawing.

For a while, he was still in the end, licking the corners of his lips and pressing people heavily on his chest.

Lin Lang is not used to this suffocating posture, and frowns slightly. She looks at each other without a trace.

It's a pity that the mask is covered and the expression is not clear.

A burst of applause broke out in the field. Jewelry and gold coins were thrown down the stage. Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin Lang pretended to be accidentally hit and opened the clown's yellow velvet mask.

He turned his head.

Lips pale pink, as beautiful as cherry blossom.

"Got you."

He tilted his head and suddenly laughed, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth.

God, it's a little young / toothed

Lin Lang was stunned.

It is not easy for him to think about how to leave the normal state when he does not enjoy her appearance.

"Look, his intestines are coming out." God said with a smile, "what a good way to die."

He said to Lin Lang, "it is said that in order to preserve the corpse for thousands of years, they will first empty the internal organs of the dead, then put on expensive spices and immortal drugs, and finally apply a thin layer of makeup, which can be as vivid as ever."

Lin Lang:

Is this a disguised threat?